M.K. Lee's Blog: Telling Tales, page 159
June 3, 2017
Sunday Thinking
It’s probably fair to say that there’s a fair few angry people around the world this week following the immoral, arrogant decision by an alleged leader of a country to back out of the Paris Agreement. When it comes to climate change, there can be no my country first, no prioritise economic growth, no serving the interests of our industries. Those things are important, of course they are, because who would deny humanity the chance to develop? But what will be the point in having all of these t...
June 2, 2017
No Special Occasion
Mark and Rob have an evening together with nothing to enjoy other than each other…
This is NOT safe for work, just to warn you. For those of you who follow/have followed me elsewhere, you might recognise this story in another guise 
June 1, 2017
By Candlelight
An evening in a cabin in the middle of nowhere is the perfect place for this loved up couple to be making some lasting memories.
This is NOT safe for work, just to warn you. For those of you who follow/have followed me elsewhere, you might recognise this story in another guise
May 30, 2017
No Way Out
The key turns in the lock of the front door and even from all the way up here, through wood, metal and plasterboard, it revs the engine of your heart, pounding it into fearful fight or flight life.
The duvet, moments ago warm and faking safety, now feels part clammy with fear and part shackled prison.
You’ve timed it. From key in door to foot in bedroom doorway takes around four minutes. So you have four minutes to go over your options.
One, lay there, pretend you are asleep. Sometimes that w...
May 29, 2017
An Uncounted Statistic
He sits in the shop doorway trying to disappear into the background under the glare of the soft orange street light. His hands absent-mindedly wind the thin fabric of the dirty tattered blanket he’d stumbled across yesterday around his long, chapped-from-cold fingers. A thin layer against the night was better than nothing, and hopefully he’d still be able to feel his fingers by morning unlike the rest of the past week. Tucking the edges around himself – under torn canvas trainers, around fray...
May 27, 2017
Sunday Thinking
…I can’t stop thinking, in fact I’m sure there’s so many of us who’ve got images of this week burned into the back of our eyelids.
Kids. They targeted kids. And yes, I’m aware it’s not the first time, and no, I’m not naive enough to pretend it isn’t happening all over the world in a lot of other countries: being upset about what happened in Manchester doesn’t take anything away from the constant sorrow I think we all feel for children being hurt in the name of war, terrorism, proving a point,...
May 26, 2017
Monsters in the dark
It’s cold in here.
What used to be walls and represent safety is now a grey mass of rubble that allows multiple shards of moonlight through to cast shadows on the dusty floor, offering no protection at all against the chill of the evening air, or whatever the night terrors will bring.
He squats in a curled position rocking slowly back and forth on his heels, the thumb of his left hand shriveling away in the depths of his mouth as his right hand draws the same mindless patterns over and over i...
May 22, 2017
Dream Life
[image error]
Contentment.
That’s a feeling that she’s always understood but never known what it meant.
Her life, everything about her day to day, is as it should be.
She has the home, the little house that overlooks a small farmland in the middle of nowhere and yet close enough to civilisation to not be completely isolated.
She has the home life, the man who looks at her as though she is the sun and it is his life’s mission to ensure she rises every day by bringing her every happiness. The big fluffy dog...
May 20, 2017
Sunday Thinking
This week I’ve been thinking a lot about fandoms. I’ve been thinking about what it means to be in a fandom, how being in a fandom has changed so much because of social media, and how generally thankful I am that for the most part, I’ve lurked on the fringes of many fandoms without getting personally embroiled in all the discourse and politics.
Fandoms, for those of you who maybe haven’t come across the word before, are the collective groups of fans for particular shows/books/films etc. It’s a...
May 18, 2017
Point of No Return
“You remember when we-”
He says, a reminiscent smile on his face as he leans on the terrace railing and stares out over the water. His voice fades away, but you don’t need him to finish the words, because you do; you do remember. A small boat, white with a navy blue trim around its flank. Sea spray striking your skin as wind whipped up your hair. Your hands on the steering wheel, though he was the one steering; pressed up tight against your back with his hands around your middle, gentle fing...
